Secretly Loving It

I am secretly loving it.... the feeling of being wanted, needed. Never in my life have I felt so treasured before, but my little one knows just how to show it all to me. She wails when I enter the room without her, she stretches out her hands to me asking me to carry her the minute I step home from work, she wants me to stroke herface when we are sitting together in the car, she wants me to walk and hold her hands though she is on the stroller, she only wants me at bedtime... There are so so so many other examples of how only I can satisfy her.

When I tell D, he says....die lor. Well, to some extent it is bad. That means Isabelle isn't as flexible to accept anyone to do all her comfort routines for her. What will happen if I need to work late, travel for work, be away from her? Truth is I don't know, I don't really have a back up plan, and my whole life is tied up to her for now. BUt I am secretly happy, secretly enjoying it. I had always been afraid that Isabelle would not know I am her mother, since she spends most of the time at home with the maid. I had always been afraid she would not turn to me for comfort. I felt insecure and afraid of loosing her, but I guess my fears can be put at rest now. All the time I have spent with my little one is paying off...she knows I love her very much, she knows I will be there in all her moments of fear & happiness.

Thank You Isabelle for giving mummy confidence! Mummy will continue to devote all her life for you. I love you my baby!